Tad: Spencer, is you hear 'bout dat big rattlesnake back in slavery-time?
Spencer: I ain't know what you talk 'bout, Tad?
Tad: You know de white folks had a chile, a little chile, 'bout four or five years old, an' ever day at dinner time, 'fore dinner was over, dat chile take he dinner an' go out de house an' set down on a pile of rock out in de yard. He do it ever day, an' one day dere was a ole Uncle July say he curious, an' he watch dat chile, an' he say he see de chile go out in de yard an' climb up on pile of rock, an' he see de chile take a piece of bread in he han' an' put in he mout' an' bite it, den put it down side him an' rub an' pat, jist like he rubbin' an' pattin' somethin'. Ole man July he say he get a little closer an' he seen a rattle-snake come out of a hole in de rock an' he put he head up dat high,-- stick he head out 'bout a foot, just sway back an' forth, an' he head been wide as a man han', an' rusty, an' he little eye been shinin' an' he poke he tongue out, jist lick it out, and the chile put another piece of bread in he mout', an' bite it, den he put he han' back down 'side of him, an' dat snake done take it and eat it out of he han'. An Ole July said he so scared he mighty nigh faint, lookin' at dat chile an' at dat snake. An' he went in de house an' tell de people in de house 'bout it an' fore dey got out dere dat snake done gone an' de chile settin' dere on the rocks by hisself.